It's feeling better these days. Tom literally (literally) resuscitated it by tapping rapidly (very rapidly) on its chest with his finger. Guess that means we don't have to go get that 500-jillion megapixel Canon Rebel after all.
Having a functional camera again makes me happy. Because just look at the emotion captured in that picture. Not only that, but it really lends itself to some wonderful dialogue. I don't recall the conversation that was taking place when I snapped this, however I can imagine something along the lines of:
"Is that high fructose corn syrup I smell?"
Or:
"Don't worry, Seas, I'll take care of that moth in no time!"
Or:
"What do you mean my fannie pack's missing?"
Okay, now your turn. Most creative gets a 500-jillion megapixel Canon. But of course, I'm lying.
But first, let's all go get cozy on the couch for Lost. Because let's face it: We've all been like giddy school children all day long waiting for it.
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How 'bout: "See. I told you I could sneeze with my eyes open."
Good one, Tag.
...I can't think of one right now. I'll come back to it.
LOST was good.
thanks wife. you might as well post some naked bathtub pictures while you're at it.
that is one handsome devil.
Handsome in the "put it out of its misery" sense.
"I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. DeMille."
Okay, I'm back, but with nothing really that great.
"You want to pluck WHAT out of my nose?!"
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